Posted by Vanessa on October 02, 2004 at 11:44:34:
Business As Usual
By: Vanessa Feathertree
"Lydia is the best at what she does. Don't worry Mr. Vance. She will get the job done." Conrad hangs up his digital phone and picks up his glass of 'brandy on the rocks.' Sitting across the limo from him is an outstandingly beautiful woman with a serious look on her face. He looks her over; admiring her long legs sheathed in black nylon and ending in a pair of stiletto heeled sandals. A black skirt pulls tightly across her upper thighs as she crosses her legs, rising up a little and allowing a brief glimps of her crotch. Conrad finds him self slightly aroused as he noticed she is wearing only a pair of seamless pantyhose under the skirt and no panties. His eyes move up to her torso. Black nylon holds her already firm breasts close together under her black blazer. He watches her cleavage as she takes a drag off her 'Virginia Slim' cigerette. As a puff of smoke lingers into his face, he looks up. Her burgendy lips pucker as she blows another cloud at him. The dim light glints in her alluring, dark brown eyes. Her wavy, black hair drapes around her pale, beautiful face. A silver brief case sits next to her on the leather seat.
"I assume you already know your mark?" Conrad coughs and cracks the window down slightly. "Yes. Alexia Price, owner and top executive of Price Enterprises. All other persons in building are to be eliminated as well." Conrad smiles, as he looks her over some more. "Which is why we chose to schedual the meeting today. On Fridays Ms. Price has a skeleton crew working. We anticipate only about nine or ten people to be inside the building. There will be three security agents inside, one in the surveilance room and two walking the building. The surveilance room has an entrance of its own so to keep it hidden. We have located the entrance to be inside the maintenance room in the garage. There are several surveilance cameras in the garage, so use caution."
Lydia picks up her silver brief case, opens the limo door and steps out. She looks at the tall building and turns back to the limo. "Just make sure Mr. Vance has my payment ready." She closes the door and crosses the street. She casually enters the garage and quickly steps into the shadows against the wall. She surveys the garage, picking up on the location and pattern of the surveilance cameras. She then locates the maintenance room door. With experienced stealth, she phases from shadow to shadow. Watching the cameras and moving when the camera is turned. She reaches into her blazer pocket and pulls out a magnetic device. She sets it on the camera fixed on the maintenance door, causing it to distort the reception. She walks up to the door and enters. She finds another door behind a rolling shelving unit. A smile stretches across her lips as she slowly turns the handle. Inside she sees the first security agent sitting in a chair and watching the monitors. Lydia notices that the agents security armor is on the floor and that she is sitting there only wearing a black, nylon bodystocking. She can smell a mixture of perfume and sweat in the room. As she steps in and closes the door, she discovers that the room is extremely warm.
"Lilith, this is Serephim. The fifth floor is clear." The agent picks up the radio. "Continue to the seventh floor, Serephim." She sets the radio down and continues watching the monitors. Lydia notices on one of the monitors another security agent stepping into an elevator. She removes a length of wire from her pocket and moves closer to the Lilith. Without hesitation, she strings the wire around the agent's slender neck and drags her and the chair back from the desk. Lilith franticly reaches for her gun, which is lying at her feet with the rest of her security gear. Then she tries to loosen the grip Lydia has with the wire, but her strugles are useless. Her nylon clad breasts bounce as she kicks and strugles. Dark crimson fluid starts to stream from the wire and run down her chest. Lydia starts to draw the wire in a sawing motion, cutting deeper into Lilith's neck. She tries to scream and only coughs up blood. Her teary eyes catch a glimpse of Lydia as they begin to gloss over. Her hands fall limply to the sides of the chair and her legs stop kicking as the smell of urin is added to the perfume/sweat mixture. Lydia looks into Lilith's eyes to find there is no life in them. She pulls one end of the wire as it slides through Lilith's neck. Lydia looks closer at the wound, noticing the wire cut half way through the agent's neck. The sound of sweat soaked, nylon clad flesh pealing away from a leather amuses Lydia as she grabs Lilith by the arms and pulls her from the chair, dropping her on the floor. Grabbing the towel from the desk, Lydia wipes the seat clean of Lilith's piss. She sits down and pulls back to the monitors. She watches them for a few minutes to locate the other persons in the building.
"Lilith, this is Succubus. The sixth floor is clear." Lydia takes the radio from the desk. "Continue to the eighth floor, Succubus." She watches the monitor as she sees the third security agent enter the elevator. She laughs lightly as she notices the security outfit. The agent appears to be wearing a black nylon bodystocking under a Kevlar vest and codpiece, an equipment belt, knee high boots, and a radio head unit. "Not very protective.....or concealing, is it Lilith?" She pushes on Lilith's loose head with her foot. In another monitor she sees the receptionist at the front desk on the first floor. Then three women talking in a break room on the third floor on another monitor. She sees one woman working in an office on the fifth floor and a secretary sitting at a desk next to a door that reads 'Ms. Alexia Price' on the plate. Judging by the size of the building, she figures it will be atleast another hour before Serephim or Succubus check in again. That should be plenty of time to get to them before they find out Lilith would not be responding. She unplugs the desk, eliminating the surveilance cameras and the video recorders. She grabs Lilith's key ring and leaves the surveilance room, quickly moving through the garage and up to the front doors.
Lydia walks calmly into the building to be greated by an attractive blond behind the desk. "Good evening! How can I help you?" Lydia looks her over while gripping her silenced pistol. She is in very good shape, having a fairly athletic build on her. A tight long sleeve, brown shirt contours the muscels in her arms, stomach and large breasts. It is evident she is not wearing a bra under the shirt, which is tucked into a white skirt that ends about four or five inches above her knees. Her legs also slender with firm muscle, are sheathed in tan nylon and taper into a pair of white, high heel sandals. "Yes. Is Mia Lee in?" The receptionist starts punching the keyboard as she looks at her screen. "She is in her office on the fifth floor. Is she expecting you?" The receptionist looks up from her computer to see three flashes. Her chair flips back as she slams onto the floor. Lydia walks around the desk and rolls the blond over. "Perfect!" She sees that the bullets hit their marks. One between her large breasts, which now have hard nipples perking through the shirt, one in her throat to prevent her scream, and the final one between her eyes in her forehead being the kill shot. Lydia pulls the blond's skirt up, revealing a pair of cotton panties over her tan pantyhose. Piss soaks the white cotten through the nylons. Lydia stuffs the receptionist under the desk and puts the chair upright again. She walks over to the front doors and locks them. She walks over to the elevators and presses the up button. The doors open and she enters and hits the button for the third floor.
The doors open to the third floor. She looks out and sees one girl in the break room, the other two no where to be seen. She walks over to the break room. A red head in a green skirt and sweater looks up from her magazine. "Hi!" Lydia grips her knife as she smiles back at the attractive woman. "Hello." She walks over to the counter and pours a cup of coffee. The woman goes back to reading her magazine. Lydia looks around and, noticing no one around, quickly puts one hand over the red head's mouth and thrusts the knife into the woman's stomach just below the bottom of her sweater. She yanks the blade quickly up the woman's gut, up to her sternum. The red head's body bucks and convulses as her innards spill onto her lap. Lydia sets her onto the table and pulls her sweater up. Bone can be seen through the deep cut between her large breasts, now bare from the bra being cut in the middle. She pulls the skirt up, finding that the red head was only wearing a pair of sheer, nude pantyhose and no panties. Nicely trimmed red curls are crushed against her mound under the nylon. Lydia sets her back into the chair, pulling her sweater back over the massive wound. She arranges the woman so it looks as though she is still reading the magazine. As she leaves the break room, she hears noises coming from the ladies room. She walks over and enters to find a slender brunette air drying her hands. She looks the woman over admiring the black leather mini she is wearing with black back seamed nylons and silver-heeled stilettos. The woman's blazer is hanging on the corner of the stall, leaving her in a white silk tank top. Before the brunette even notices anyone in the room with her, Lydia rushes her. Grabbing her by the back of her head and slamming it into the hand dryer and stunning the dark haired beauty. She then drags her over to the stall and kicks the back of the woman's knees, causing her to fall. She staddles the woman's back and puts all her weight down while pushing the brunette's face into the toilet. The woman struggles violently, bubbles coming up for her screams, but is no use as she is still stunned from the blow to her head. Lydia pushes the woman's throat against the rim of the toilet while pushing her head deeper into the water. After a few more minutes, the struggles stop. Lydia takes the seat and slams it onto the back of the brunette's neck until she hears a crunch and the woman's body gives one last spasm. Lydia removes the woman's silver-heeled stilettos and puts them in her brief case. She pulls down the leather mini to find that the woman is not wearing stockings, but instead a pair of pantyhose.....and no panties! She puts the leather mini into her brief case and leaves the ladies room.
She starts to wonder where the third woman went and decides to just move on. When the elevator doors open, Lydia smiles. Inside stands the missing office bitch. A very attractive Hispanic girl wearing a black mini with black nylons and a long sleeve, black nylon top under a violet leather vest. On her feet is a pair of black leather, open toe heels. Lydia presses the button for the fifth floor. When the doors close, She hits the stop button and quickly elbows the Hispanic girl in the head, causing her to fall to the floor. Lydia grabs her by her hair and pulls her back to her feet. Pinning the girl to the wall, Lydia punches her in the stomach several times, hearing cracks as she hits the girl's ribs. Now grabbing the girl by both sides of her head, Lydia begins to pound the back of her head against the wall while listening to it fracture after several blows. Lydia quickly twists the bitch's head, practically twisting her neck 180 degrees. The Hispanic girl falls limply to the floor. Lydia kneels down and removes the girl's vest, revealing her firm breasts under the tight black nylon. After putting the vest into her brief case, she removes the girl's skirt to find she is wearing a black seamless, nylon bodystocking. Lydia smiles; "How Cute." as she looks at the girls pubes trimmed into a little heart above her pussy. She releases the stop button and proceeds to the fifth floor.
As the doors open Lydia notices a petite woman wearing white nylons with high heel sandals, a white denim skirt, and white, long sleeve cotton shirt under a white denim vest. Before the girl can even turn around, Lydia swiftly pulls her knife and rips it across the woman throat. Blood sprays on the wall as the petite woman begins to fall. Lydia catches her and lowers her to the floor. Placing one knee firmly on the woman's back, she pulls her head back, tearing the gash open even more. The petite woman begins to convulse as blood paints the wall a lush crimson. When the strugles stop, Lydia drops the woman to the floor. Wide eyes stair blankly up at her from a very beautiful Asian face. Lifting the Asian's skirt, Lydia finds she is wearing white seamless pantyhose, now urin and blood stained. Lydia drags her body into the elevator, presses the garage level button and quickly steps out. She walks over to the other elevator and presses the up button. When the doors open, she gets in and presses the seventh floor button.
When the doors open, Lydia finds her next target. This one, however, would not be so easy. Standing on the other side is Serephim with a confused look on her face and pistol drawn. "Can I see your corprate ID please?" Lydia thinks as quickly as she can as she stares the agent down. "I said can I see your corp......" Lydia throws her brief case into Serephim's torso, knocking the gun away from her direction as it goes off. Serephim kicks her in the stomach, knocking her back into the elevator. Lydia then kicks her brief case into the agent's feet, causin her to fall forward into the elevator and dropping the pistol. As Serephim is getting up, Lydia drives her knee into the agent's face knocking her on her back. Lydia gets on top of her and starts kneeing her hard in her Kevlar codpiece while ripping her vest off. Just as Serephim gets a grip around Lydia's neck, the elevator doors close around hers. The elevator starts to ascend. Lydia hears Serephim's screams get cut short as her body starts to convulse violently. Her nylon clad breast bounce with every kick and shake. As the doors open, Lydia grabs the agent’s pistol. "Holy shit!!!" Succubus stands in shock as she sees her partner's headless body lying in the elevator with Lydia on top of her. Before She can even react, Lydia fires the gun. Succubus drops to her knees holding what is left of her crotch. The second shot nearly takes off her head as it shreds through her neck. She falls backward blood pouring from her neck and crotch and body convulsing.
Lydia stands up and goes to press the twelth floor button only to find that the elevator controls were destoyed from Serephim's stray shot. She picks up her brief case and steps off the elevator before the doors close. She Walks back over to the other elevator and hits the up button. "Thank god this building was built with sound proofing!" She puts the new gun into her brief case and waits for the elevator. She steps in and goes to the twelth floor.
When the doors open, Lydia steps out and walks down the hall. She enters Ms. Price's office and walks up to her secretary. "Is Ms. Price in?" Lydia looks her over, a very attractive young woman with auburn hair and hazel eyes. She is wearing little more then a seamless tan bodystocking, under spigetti strap bikini top and bottoms, and a sexy pair of strappy high heel sandals that lace up the calves. "She is currently in a meeting. Do you have an appointment?" Lydia starts to walk toward the door. "Hey! You can't do that!" Lydia grabs the secretary and flings her at the window. Before she strikes Lydia pulls her silenced pistol and shoots the glass with three shots. The secretary shatters the window and flys out screaming. Lydia steps to the edge and watches as the bitch lands on a sculpture infront of the building, getting impaled through the middle of her body and slides down nearly getting torn in two. Her body gives a few death shudders and hangs limply, spilling blood and guts into the fountain.
Lydia enters Ms. Price's office to find Alexia watching a porn video and masterbating through her black seamless pantyhose and wearing nothing else. Alexia's chair is turned away from the door and reclined to where her head is resting on the desk. Too enthralled by her coming orgasm, she does not notice Lydia in her office. Lydia opens her brief case and takes out a hatchet. She creeps up to the desk, behind Ms. Price and watches her masterbate. Alexia thrusts a large vibrator in and out of her bald, wet pussy through her seamless pantyhose. Lydia waits and watches Alexia's face and body. Just as she sees Alexia's face take the look of climax and her body begins to shudder from the orgasm........."Bye, Alexia." SCHLOPP..chnk! Ms.Price's head rolls to the side as her body begins to shake violently and her pussy ejaculates white cream with urin about two feet in an arch. Lydia picks up Alexia's head by the hair and walks back to the elevators. On the ride down she rubs her own pussy through her black seamles pantyhose while looking at Alexia's severed head. She just barely climaxes as the doors open to the first floor.
She straightens her self up, picks up her brief case and Alexia's head and walks tothe front doors. Unlocking them, she leaves and walks across the street back to the limo. Conrad gets out as she approaches. "I see you got the job done! Very good!" Lydia tosses the head to him. "Here's your damn head. Now where is my money?" Conrad takes a black brief case from the limo and hands it to her. She takes it to the front of the limo to count it. Conrad takes the head and gets back into the limo. Lydia opens the brief case. The limo rocks from the impact of the explosion. Conrad gets out and walks to the front. He chuckles at the site he sees there. All that is left of Lydia is the lower half of her body leaning against the hood of the limo. "No one makes demands of ED-VANCED TECHNOLOGY and Mr. Edward Vance." Conrad grabs what is left of Lydia and carries it to the back. He strips the nylon-clad ass and legs of the skirt and tosses it out the window. He takes out his phone; "Yes. The job is done. Send the cleaners over straight away. They have some work ahead of them." He hangs up the phone. "Drive, Jacob." Conrad begins to finger Lydia's dead pussy through the seamless pantyhose as the limo pulls away from the scene.